Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 702:

Coyle staggered as if struck, his face draining of color.

His heir—his only son—was destroyed.

It felt like the sky had cracked open and come crashing down.

Briley rushed to his side, catching his arm.

“Dad! Are you alright?”

But Coyle couldn’t answer. Words abandoned him. His lungs refused to draw breath.

There was only the crushing weight of devastation pressing on his chest.

Hours blurred into a sleepless night. At dawn, Sutton finally stirred.

His eyes fluttered open—and then he saw it.

rose into a raw, animal scream. “No—no! It’s gone! They took my leg! They’ll pay for this!

trembling, tears silently streaking his weathered

hand. “I’m here.

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arm, desperation

voice cracked with rage and disbelief. “That bastard—he’s not dead! He’s alive! He’s Patrick! Patrick Noel is Noah! He did this to me! He’s the

words slammed into Coyle like a punch to

ran cold.

barked. “You’re delirious—how could Patrick possibly be Noah? Have you completely lost your senses?” Coyle

If it was true…

If Noah had survived…

if he knew what they had done three

family was already living

Coyle’s throat. He nearly choked on

father like a man drowning, his voice rising into

was him! He came after me—he made me like

You have to get revenge for me!” Coyle

dismiss it. Call it trauma-fueled